“Rockabye my baby, hush now don’t you cry!!”💕

“Cos that storm is strong”

“But you should not fret about anything my little one, worrying is wrong”

“Mammy I cannot help but be afraid, please Mammy, sing me a song!!”

So Mamma sits by her daughters side on the edge of her single bed

As this tired little worrier lays down her weary heavy head

And she sweetly sings her tiny tot a lovely lullaby “Rockabye my baby, hush now don’t you cry!!”…

When those whistles from the wind outside of her window pane